I don’t see how they can be. " "Piano-player? Do you mean someone who plays for you?" "No, no; one of those mechanical things you play with your feet. The air was sweet with the perfume of flowers, and the melody of murmuring insects, the blue sky was cloudless, the heat of the sun was tempered by the heather-scented west wind. Mark stayed away from Lucy, which was just as Sheila liked it.
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